Art of love
Disclaimer: I don't any of the character other than Sasaki Kira
UNBETA
Warning: Grammar & Spelling mistakes
Summary: Love is like war, easy to start, hard to end and impossible to forget. FujixOC
Kira splashed her face with cold water in the girl's bathroom, using her forearm to wipe the excess water that was dripping from her face. She stared into mirror; her tired, lifeless eyes looked back at her, the circles underneath her eyes were becoming too noticeable. Insomnia seemed to plague endlessly these days. Although, she wasn't really the studious type; she found herself staring at her textbook late into the night. Her parents had no problem with her staying up late and didn't bother her as long as they knew she was studying. However, in truth, she wanted to sleep. She knew with sleep, darkness and dreamless nights would make the life more bearable.
A group of first years came giggling into the washroom, hogging the mirrors to her left as they chatted about juicy gossip was happening in the other classes. Apparently, there was a rumor that the most popular girl in the first year had a crush on third year boy followed a fit of giggles and a chorus of "What! Impossible." Suddenly, the conversation changed as one the girls started to rant about their favourite underground idol.
"Hey, listen guys. I was reading 'Teen gossip' the other day; there is a rumor that prince Aki is dating a girl! I was so shocked!"
"Teen gossip?" echoed another girl.
"Yeah, I heard about this. That magazine is so popular, even my mom is reading. It's the magazine where fans send in their spotted pictures of their favorite Idols right? I heard if your picture is published, you get some prize money. It is all rage, right now."
"Eh! That's so unreliable. There are so many lookalikes in Tokyo," chimed in another girl fixing her ponytail.
"That's true."
Kira turned away, heading for the door. Biting her lower lip, a habit she developed when she was nervous or worried. The words, "Prince Aki is dating a girl," and along with supposed candid shots of the rumor continued to spin around in her head. Aki, dubbed "Prince Aki" by fans, was the lead singer for infamous underground idol group that often performed in underground clubs in Shibuya. Although, the group wasn't officially signed by any company even though scouted, it was a rage among teenage girls and even some middle aged woman.
An invisible heaviness in her chest made it hard for her breath suddenly, she shook her head. She knew she shouldn't assume anything until, she saw it for herself. She mentally made a note of getting a copy of magazine after school. The bell rang that moment, signalling the end of the lunch break as she walked back to her classroom, waving through the sea of strangers, she wondered if she was in a dream. Sometimes, she felt as the faces of the fellow classmate seem to melt into one.
As she entered the classroom, there were already a few people milling around talking, trading notes, getting out their sportswear for the next period. She realized her class had gym after lunch. She was glad that they would outside, since it wasn't that cold. Kira quickly grabbed her gym clothes and headed off the changing room, since she didn't really like changing with the other girls. The changing room was nearly empty; she quickly changed and pulled her long hair back into a proper pony tail as other girls started to file in. The classes were always separated by genders and there was always another class together who joined them.
It would always start with running laps around the track field then playing a sport that was picked by the instructor. Even though, with her fatigue hovering over her, somehow she managed to finish her laps with the majority of the other girls. Their instructor gym was a middle age woman by the name of Ryuzaki Sumire, the coach for the tennis team and instructed they would play tennis as their gym activity today. Some of the girls giggled and glanced at each other, knowing they would be able to witness their class genius's prowess.
"Okay, girls. Pair off into twos and play a game and when I give the signal, switch partners with the neighbouring court," said Ryuzaki sensei pointing to the racquets and balls on the side.
A chorus of agreement rang out and everyone was paired off. Kira's partner was one of the girls from the other class, who was an average height girl with middle length brown hair and pretty sparkly, brown eyes.
"Hi, I'm Tanaka Yumi. Yoroshikuonegaishimasu,"chirped Yumi happily.
Kira managed a smile, "I'm Sasaki Kira, yoroshikuonegaishimasu."
"Do you mind if I serve?" asked Yumi, holding up the tennis ball in her hand. "No, go ahead."
Yumi gave her another smile, which showed off her pearly white teeth. A predatory smile that made Kira felt as if she was going to be eaten. Yumi dashed off to the other side of court and Kira took her spot on court.
The ball flew across court and before Kira could move, it bounce off the court.
"15- love!" yelled Yumi from the other side, still smiling. Kira picked up the ball, and glanced at her opponent. For the first time in a long time, she found it hard to manage a smile at the girl who was smiling so sweetly at her from opposite side of the court. Even though on the surface, it may seem like a pretty smile to others but for Kira, the muscles and lines that made up of Tanaka Yumi's face told her another story. Kira threw the ball into air and hit it lightly across the court. A clean and simple serve that was easy for the opponent to return. However, as Kira suspected her opponent wouldn't miss such chance and ran forward to the hit with a strong backhand which made the ball bounce and fly off the court.
"30- love!" yelled Yumi from across the court happily, waving her racquet around in the air. Kira sighed to herself, wondering how on earth she ended up with such a partner. A few girls were standing behind the fences and started to watch them play.
"Hey look, Yumi senpai is playing! She doesn't let up does she ? Even when it is a match against nobody," commented a girl quietly. The words hit her like a ton of bricks, even though in her heart, she knew she was a nobody but to have someone confirm send all the pent up emotion into her serve. The serve was much more powerful than Kira had intended and she could see the changes in her opponent's face as Yumi ran after the ball and managed to the return the ball. Kira's body almost by instinct rather than thought, send the ball over the side, hitting opening left by her opponent.
"Sasaki san, I see you have some experience in playing tennis," called Yumi, her eyes narrowing as she bounced the yellow ball up and down in front of her. In that moment, Kira saw everything in detail, the opponent's muscles movement along with span of the shadow and height of which Yumi was raising her racquet. It was perfectly clear to Kira that Yumi was aiming for the left corner, it was all so clear like a pictures, all the lines were predetermined and all she had to do was left her body guide her to finishing it . As Yumi hit the ball, Kira's body moved to left and hit the ball back. A rally began, Yumi still not easing up on finding Kira's opening.
The frustrated look on Yumi's face reminded her of a past she wanted to forget about. A conversation that she remembered overhearing still rang clearly in her ears.
"Gosh, Kira is so scary. When I was playing against her, I swear she was like reading my mind, she knew exactly where I was going to hit the ball."
"I know what you mean, what a freak! I hate playing against her too. "
Kira's jaw tightened as she remembered the disgust that showed on her opponent's face as they lost to her. How could she explain that she wasn't doing it on purpose, how she wished that she couldn't see the lines when she was played, it just happened like one's ability to see colour. She knew if she closed her eyes the lines would disappear, she would lose and this game would be over. All these horrible memories would disappear; she would be free from this. All she had to do was to close her eyes for moment and let the darkness take over.
In the darkness, she would be free from this, from this reality. A faraway was calling her name, saying something she couldn't make sense. The next moment she opened her eyes, somehow she was flat on her back against the cold tennis court, staring up into a pair of blues eyes that reminded her of skies after a rainstorm. She could feel his hard, muscular body on top of her, his strength seem to overpower her, making it impossible to move. His laboured breathing against her cheek, "Are you okay?"
Her lips open to form words but none seem to come out, so she nodded instead. It reality it was probably only a few seconds passed, but for Kira, it felt much longer as everything had become slow motion even as he started to pull away. Her body felt light as she too began to sit up.
"Sasaki san! Are you okay? I didn't mean to hit the ball straight at you," cried Yumi kneeling down to where Kira sitting.
"Thank god, Fuji san got there in time, or it would have hit you straight in the face."
Kira looked at his Yumi's concerned face and then Fuji who was already in a standing position, there was odd seriousness written across his angelic features.
"Fuji! What are you doing on Girl's court? Go back to the boy's court!" called Ryuzaki sensei from the behind the fence.
"Ah, Sorry! I'm heading back now," called back Fuji and turned to Yumi, "I'll leave Sasaki san to you then." Yumi nodded before Kira could speak Fuji was dashing away. Kira's eyes followed his back as he left. Yumi helped her up and offered to take her to the nurse office. Kira shook her head and saying she just needed some rest in the locker room. Yumi nodded and said she would put away racquet for her. Kira thanked her and started to walk towards the locker room. On the way to the locker room, she passed the boy's tennis court, there was a small crowd surrounding the fence. She stopped in mid step and watch Fuji play against one of their classmate, all girls awed and guys cheered as Fuji scored a point. He was incredible good at tennis, she decided as she turned away.
As she reached the locker room, she sat down on the wooden bench against the wall, her body curled up into a ball. She sighed deeply, wondering if she was going to have peaceful year that she hoped for. A wave of fatigue washed over her again as she leaned against her arm, feeling her eyelids getting heavy before dozing off to images of skies after a rainstorm.
A/N:
I'm so glad there is a few people reading my story. Even though, I know a lot reader tend to stay away from stories from with OCs. I 'm so glad there is a few people who are willing to give it a chance. Plus, I really love writing this story. Therefore, I decide to update this story in record time for those readers who are so very kind to leave me reviews. I hope you guys continue reading and give me some feedback.
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